Judge — December 21, 1929 — page 31: what you’re looking at

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Judging the Shows (Continued from page 16) lovingly follow him to Paris and, as the Armistice is declared, show up in their old waiters’ tuxedos for the Vic- tory Ball. “ve spent the whole afternoon trying to tell those guys that their side lost,” he expostulates. “but they won't listen to me!” The leading feminine réle is occu pied by the Mlle. Lily Damita, the sereen It. Aside from a ferocious Jane Cowl-Gertrude Lawrence pas sion to be cute, she gets away with things fairly well by sagaciously dis- playing her very shapely limbs up to the twelve-mile limit whenever she fears the audience may become unduly conscious of her vocalizing deficien- cies. In short, a musical and dancing pastime that this professor recom- mends highly to all other professional gentlemen who share his peculiar and sometimes deplorable tastes. “Ter o’ Tue Hint,” by Charles Kenyon, is whangdoodie about « reformed prostitute and is not worth criticism, It is clearly designed for sale to the talkie: The Patriarch,” by Boyd Smith, is obvious mountaineer stuff and need not detain us. “How's Your Health?” is a compendium of venerable vaudeville wheezes on inva lids and medicos and, though it bears the names of the very estimable Booth Tarkington and Harry Leon Wilson as authors, is so far beneath their tal- ents that charity restrains comment. “The Humbug,” by Max Marcin— they have been coming thick and fast lately—is Hollywood art dealing with amours of a hypnotist. Let us, there fore, get back to the musical exhibits which, even when they are not every thing they should be, often she qualities which the current dramatic fare lacks. “Fifty Million Frenchmen"—to en- joy ourselves a, Cole Porter's best tunes and some of his most skilful lyrics, and when it comes to lyrics this M. Porter is so far ahead of the other boys in New York that there is no race at all. In addi- tion, it has some happy samples of naughty humor, a highly personable corps of young dancing virgins, a fine pictorial background from the studio of Norman Bel-Geddes, and a profes- sor in the orchestra who is quite a hand at the piano. Herbert Fields’ book is rather flat; he makes very little of a subject that might have been rich in light satire; but Impre- sario Goctz, whenever things begin to | look-dull, has had the wisdom to bring on the hoofers, so no one minds very much, William Gaxton is the comique, | Genevieve Tobin the polite note, and Helen Broderick the amusing rough- stuff mouthpiece. in—contains some of | Missing Issues Have you any of the old copies of Judge listed below? If so, would you like to sell them? 1894 All June and July issues ebruary 9 bruary 24 September 8 March 8 1909: December 4 ay 13 and 20 We are interested in purchasing these issues in order to complete our record files. If you know where they can be obtained, please write JUDGE PUBLISHING CO., INC. 18 East 48th Street, New York City Ve 2-1OO 22 here's your chance to S cash inon rhumes, - $1002 for each jingle —— used THOUGH STIFF THE BEARD THAT NATURE GAvg The manufacturers of Bur- ma-Shave will pay $100.00 for each six-line jingle sub mitted by January 31, 1930, IT SHAVES that is accepted for adver ising purposes. Everyone LIKE DOWN | Submitting verses under this WITH offer will receive free a URMA‘SHAvE | laree 35c tube of Burma BURMA-SHAVE J shave, the modern scientific shaving preparation. No WZ brush—no lather—oo rub in— wonderfully fine for the face. Send today for complete details of contest and liberal free eam Burma Vita Co, 2023 E. M Minn.